My life right now looks like a blur of coffee stains on white shirts, sunflowers at farmers markets, friends over on Friday nights, runs before the sun comes up, and typing away with the door and windows wide open. I have never been a fan of spring because it always meant allergies, but I am sniffling less (thanks Claratin) and appreciating flowers more. Outside of our peely apartment walls are blooming roses and little orange flowers. People are baring their legs and letting their hair down and walking down my block with baskets of fruit. With all of this new color around me I am strangely gravitating towards wearing white and denim, a simple silhouettes to contrast all the color swirling around me.